Miss SugarCookie

Category: writing

  • 2020-10-07 What Will It Become When Too Much Thought is Involved?

    2020-10-07 What Will It Become When Too Much Thought is Involved?

    I’m dipping my toe into figuring out what my days look like now that I’m not working. I’m excited to have more time and my first order of business has been to increase my step goal. I changed the goal on my Fitbit from 12K steps a day to 15K. And I’m not limited walking…

  • 2020-10-06 Life as a Kitten Mama

    2020-10-06 Life as a Kitten Mama

    This morning I had to take Gustav to the vet for shots and so I’m getting a strange late start to my day. These days it’s curbside appointments only. You pull up and call when you arrive and they check you in and come out to the car to get your pet. Then you wait…

  • 2020-10-05 A Day at Waubonsie

    2020-10-05 A Day at Waubonsie

    What must it be like to have your day defined by the hunt for firewood.. or searching for viable acorns? I had a lot of stray thoughts yesterday as my mind tried to walk away from the conversations in play. Someone would say something and I would think about that for a second and then…

  • 2020-10-04 On Days Like Today

    2020-10-04 On Days Like Today

    On days like today I’m reminded how my son never wants to go outside. He resists it each and every time that I’ve suggested it, reliable as day turning to night as the sun slides down the sky. It always frustrates me because the outdoors has so much to offer. I ask myself as much…

  • 2020-10-02 Jump Into this Day From Yesterday’s Sin…

    2020-10-02 Jump Into this Day From Yesterday’s Sin…

    On October 21, 2010 (not a typo – ten years ago) I wrote my first post on my first blog: Day By Day. It’s proof, that no one can predict what the future holds. No one can know what they are capable of. No one realizes the capacity of their cup.. until they begin to…

  • 2020-10-01 The (Other) Letter From the Editor

    2020-10-01 The (Other) Letter From the Editor

    I’ve been tucked in a cubby hole of time for a few days. I’ve tried to finish strong with my last few days of work without letting my apathy show through the zooms and emails. I’ve tried to hide the fact that my heart is already elsewhere. Ask me how I feel today on this…

  • 2020-09-25 Tides Don’t Turn

    2020-09-25 Tides Don’t Turn

    They’re relentless rolling towards the shore where waves crash like an unforgiving Kublai Kan. Or the resulting opiate inspired vision in dream. Just a fragment. A sliver of the largest moon that ever pulled the tide up with such reliable gravity. Such a tragedy that the only words to linger after the last line are…

  • 2020-09-24 Could it Really Be?…

    2020-09-24 Could it Really Be?…

    The End of Days. Have we finally tipped-toed (or trampled) too far into territory we can’t escape from? Humans and their appetite for self destruction. Their inherent self-centered nature. Their insatiable need for more. We’re they destined for this end from the start of their days? I say “they” and “their” when what I really…